Space provides an excellent backdrop for horror, not only because it is emblematic of the unknown, but because the sense of isolation, which is a prime ingredient of horror, is truly immense. A clanging noise drifts down from an over-head ventilation shaft. Is it just the sundry clanging one would expect to hear while aboard a deep-space mining vessel? Another possibility is that it came from a grotesque necromorph which is stalking you with the sincere intention of gutting you with its razor sharp talons and using your larynx as a bracelet. In space, no-one can hear you scream. Especially if your larynx is now a fashion accessory for a skulking brute. Better reload the pulse rifle; one can never be too careful. Click here to read more about Dead Space.